From Nose Point to Seaham and it’s beaches…..

A wet night and morning, but we slept in till it stopped – good plan! Don’t get too excited we were up and out by 9. Later we drove to Nose Point, looking down onto Blast Beach, where we were yesterday….

As I have already mentioned this stretch of coastline was pretty abused by the coal industry up until the early 90’s (can you believe that?) and nature is doing its damndest to recover, time will tell but even now it has a kind of rugged charm.

As we walked on down into Seaham, there is quite a bit of industry on the south side (which I guess is a good thing) and evidence of activity in the port – big piles of coal? and scrap metal? Ugly but again a good thing if it means employment.

The outskirts were pretty grim with scrubby litter strewn areas but once you got into town you could see that areas were being regenerated and in some places looking sucessfully thriving. Down by the marina, aside from this sculpture dedicated to the lifeboat crews….

There were a number of little shops and cafes and a nice atmosphere with this harbour beach a bit of a bonus…

Just beyond the harbour wall is The Slope beach a small stone and shingly sand crescent shaped beach…

Around the headland (Featherbed Rocks) at the start of the Promenade was probably the nicest memorial garden I have seen….

Shortly we were looking down onto Seaham Beach a long beach with a mix of stone, sand and shingle….

We wandered along the lower promenade which judging by all the stones strewn across it is frequently battered by the waves and joined the beach a little further on, out of the reach of the incoming tide.

Too busy with Sunday afternoon walkers and sea glass hunters – from 1850 to 1921, Seaham was home to the largest bottle making plant in the UK, with all the waste glass ending up in the sea and now much sought after (pity the same can’t be said for the coal waste dumped along this coastline too!).

Poppydog and I enjoyed a leisurely stroll along the beach before returning the way we came. The sun coming out and just catching the waves though too low to catch the beach.

The sun also glinting off this sculpture ‘The 3 Pits’ (took a bit of figuring out but essentially the profile of the 3 pits that previously stood along this coastline).

It has a way to go big it is good to see an area coming back to life and made for a pleasant Sunday afternoon 7 mile walk.

A walk along North Beach and Cambois Beach…..

A clear night and very chilly morning, but what a beautiful day. Today we made the quite significant detour around Blyth Harbour to reach the beaches to the north of Blyth, finding plenty of parking along the front in amongst the narrow strip of low dunes. Firstly we joined Cambois Beach about half way along. Looking south towards Blyth Port….

And northwards…

Not many folk around heading southwards so that is the way we went and Poppydog true to form was off!…

After about a mile we scrambled over a rocky section onto North Beach, Blyth.

The sand was gradually disappearing under the tide but still enough for us to sstretch our legs!

One Happy Pup!

After a while we made our way back along the beach to where we started and then carried on to explore the northern half of the beach. As before this was busier and Poppydog had to go back on the lead.

There was some kind of fishing competition taking place along the waters edge and dogs everywhere so at the end of the beach (where the river Wansbeck crosses the beach) we decided to return to the car along the coastal path up above.

A fab beach, great day and excellent 5.5 mile walk.

From Alnmouth to Seaton Point…..

A rough old night (mindyou we slept well after all that sea air!) and a pretty miserable morning so a shortish walk for us first thing. Still by midday the rain had cleared through and though still looking quite dodgy we set off for Almouth. Finding roadside parking down by the river Aln, we walked across the dunes to the mouth of the bay.

Here the sands stretched out in front of us, pretty much as far as the eye could see.

With even more sand on the other side of the river, though they shall have to wait another day.

The beach wasn’t as deserted as it looks but with the aid of the thrower and a couple of balls we made our way along the mile of sand (northwards) to Marden Rocks. Here Poppydog completely abandoned the balls in favour of chasing seabirds until we rounded the corner onto Seaton Sands.

This beach was much quieter as we ventured towards Seaton Point where we left off the day before yesterday. We turned about at this point and made our way back along to Alnmouth, a pretty village nestled behind the beach.

Now that it is time to make our way back the sky starts to clear!!

A short 4.5 mile, but very pleasant walk.

From Howick to Seaton Point….

Dry overnight for a change and a lovely sunny morning, though more cloudy in the afternoon, it is still very chilly as the wind is cold but we can live with that. Today we parked up in the same lay-by as yesterday and took the path down to Iron Scar.

Today we are heading south and crossed the little bridge over the stream.

Over the dunes to this beauty….

Sugar Sands a stunning sandy bay….

There were a few people set up with camera or telescopic tripods on the beach, so I figured a wired up Springer could possibly have a catastrophic effect and we moved on.

Just around the corner is the delightful Howdiemont Sands…

Not quite as pretty but at least here Poppydog could have some freedom and was gone!

After a while we continued along the top, as the beach was mostly rocky outcrops, until we arrived at Boulmer a small fishing village running along a narrow strip of sand and plenty of exposed rock.

Walking to the far end of this beach we clambered over the rocks of Seaton Point onto Seaton Sands, another wide expanse of sand, a bit weedy in places but pretty all the same.

A collection of Chalets and old caravans sit along the top of this beach (very English) – I think it is a real shame that these joyful little huts, in their varying states of repair are no longer welcome on our beaches.

Time to head back and as the tide is rapidly coming in and the waves pretty fiesty we stuck to the coastal path to complete this rather amazing 8 mile walk. Look at the waves breaking over Sugar Sands – fantastic….

Oh yes and some rather cute calves, especially cute as they are on the other side of a fence!

From Howick down to Iron Scar and onto Craster….

The weather is being quite kind at the moment, raining at night and dry albeit rather windy and cool during the day, today at least was mostly sunny. Today we drove to Howick, finding a rather handy lay-by and followed a footpath down to the shore and lovely little strip of sand at Iron Scar.There are a number of sandy bays, between the rocky outcrops, heading southwards which we shall enjoy another day, as today our destination is again Craster, but this time we are approaching from the south. As the tide is still a way out we scrambled along the rocky shore until we arrived at Howick Haven.From this point the shore became a bit trickier to negotiate so we joined the coastal path running along the top and enjoyed the sight and sounds of the waves crashing beneath us.

After a while we came across this little gem…

A lovely sandy little bay, Seahouses Bay, almost completely surrounded by rock, an absolute gem especially on a day like today – almost totally sheltered from the wind – here we shall stop and play for a while.

We went back up on the footpath and from here it was a mile or so until we arrived on the outskirts of Craster.

Looking even nicer today in the sunshine – yep we could holiday here.

Back up through the village and along the lanes to the car to complete this 7.5 mile round walk.